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She glanced across at Rafael, shocked and then touched by the look of tender wonder softening his face. His surprised gaze met hers and he gave her a smile that seemed almost tremulous. Another point of connection, as sweet as any they’d ever shared, and yet... Could she trust it? Dared she think about what happened next, or in the long term?
‘Now this won’t take long,’ the doctor assured her. ‘And it shouldn’t hurt too much. I’ve given you a local anaesthetic to numb the area, but you might experience some minor discomfort and cramping.’
Allegra took in the size of the needle and instinctively reached for Rafael’s hand. He encased her hand in his larger one, and she squeezed it hard as the needle went in. It didn’t hurt, but it still scared her. Everything about this scared her.
In a few moments it was over, and the technician was wiping the gel off Allegra’s stomach.
‘Are you all right?’ Rafael asked in a low voice, and Allegra nodded.
‘Yes. I think so.’ She felt shaky and a bit tearful, and she had some mild cramps, but nothing she couldn’t deal with. She tried to shake his hand off, wanting to be strong, but he kept holding hers.
‘You need to rest.’
‘You should take the rest of the day off,’ the doctor advised. ‘Normal activity can be resumed tomorrow.’
Rafael frowned at that, but said nothing. Together they left the treatment room, and it wasn’t until they were in the limo and Rafael was telling the address to the driver that Allegra realised he wasn’t taking her home.
‘Wait—where are we going?’ she asked.
‘To my hotel near Central Park.’ Rafael sat back.
‘But I want to go home,’ Allegra said. She wanted her bed and her music and the comforts of the familiar.
Rafael glanced at her, his expression unreadable. ‘That apartment is completely inappropriate for a woman in your condition.’
‘You mean pregnant?’ Allegra stared at him, surprised by his high-handedness even as she wondered why she should be. Rafael had been completely in control of every situation she’d seen him in.
‘Climbing six sets of stairs to get to your home cannot be good for our baby,’ Rafael stated.
‘Plenty of women do that and more—’
‘Yet you are the one I care about,’ Rafael cut her off. ‘And frankly you look terrible—tired, pale, drawn. You need proper rest.’
‘Thanks very much,’ Allegra snapped. Her feminine pride was hurt by his blunt assessment, even though she knew she didn’t look good, and hadn’t for a while.
‘The reason I look tired, Rafael, is because I’ve had extreme morning sickness, not because I climb some stairs.’
‘It can’t help.’
‘So what are you suggesting? That I move house?’
‘Precisely,’ Rafael answered in a clipped voice. ‘You will live with me in my hotel suite until the results from the amniocentesis return.’
She stared at him in disbelief. She’d wanted someone to lean on, yes, for a little bit. But not someone to take over her life. Yet should she have expected anything else from this man? ‘I can’t live with you,’ she protested. ‘I don’t want to live with you. I have a job—’
‘Managing a café, on your feet all day? Take sick leave.’
‘I can’t—’
‘Then I shall arrange it.’
Allegra simply stared, too shocked by his autocratic statements to frame a suitable reply. She should have expected this, but she’d been so tired and shaky and fearful, she’d just been glad to have someone to lean on for a little while. Now she was starting to wish she’d never called Rafael at all. ‘This is ridiculous.’
‘Even so.’ Rafael was as unmovable as a brick wall, his expression obdurate. And meanwhile they were speeding towards Central Park, away from her flat, her job, her life.
‘You can’t just waltz into my life and make all these changes and demands,’ Allegra persisted. ‘I won’t let you.’
Rafael raked a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. Allegra had the strange sense that he was battling a deeper emotion than she understood. ‘I realise you do not want me to tell you what to do,’ he said evenly. ‘But when you put your emotional reaction to that aside, you will surely realise that I am right.’
